Living in a world
Where we want to believe
Or want to accept
That some things will never be
That's where we all have been
But we try to ignore
The echoes of our cries
The yearning of our souls.
"Why," woman, "I ask myself
Why is life a struggle?
Why is there so much pain?"
"Because we are only human,"
A voice seems to say.
"Because this is the only way,
The only way that we can exist."
Brenda A. Ysaguirre
Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre
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